He would do anything for you, his only human companion left.

That would come with the cost of getting himself fatally injured despite him being immortal.

You both met coincidentally from the bizarre circumstances of the outbreak, and something in him clicked.

It felt right that he just had to keep you safe at that moment. Away from the dangers of the world.

"I told you that I'm fine," Zhan would persist as you insisted on him being bandaged up. "They heal quickly anyway."